woke.

yesterday i woken, and i surely wish i hadn't
i am so weak so tired, i physically couldn't
i feel like there is nothing to push me through the day
no hope no drive no energy there can't possibly be a way
then i open Your book of records, the one that lists Your deeds
Your stories and Your words, and i slowly begin to read
flip open to a chapter of a book i've read before
the poetic book of psalms, one-eighteen twenty four
"This is the day that the Lord has brought about;
we will rejoice" we will sing and let us shout
has He not provided us the reason for our living
has He not given us the truth that we're forgiven
what more is there to ask for, than the greatest act of love
what more is there to need to live for, than solely God above
so this morning when i woke up, i knew that today would be
an awesome day because i know He's always there for me
today when i awoken i am joyful that i had
because today has opportunities to love Him and be glad

-someone